We’ve had croup and as a consequence, asthma for almost a week in this house

and I am not coping well at all.

Two little people with croup, who are up most nights trying to draw breath

and who are tired and fragile in the day time

is insane.

I’m insane

and exhausted.

Dave and I have slept upright, sharing our bed and our chests with Ivy and Noah for six nights straight.

Some have been with the boy only but most have included the little girl.

Trying to decide what is right for them, without paediatric doctor input bites hard.

(We tried, oh how we tried, my friends but the best we got was a message through the receptionist).

I am hoping that we have reached hump day though

and tomorrow will be bright and shiny and new.

I need them to better

now.